It is strange how darkness brings out the worst fears in us. During the day we travel Kruger’s roads with impunity, lording it over the animals in our noisy vehicles. We don’t even give a moment’s thought to our own vulnerabilities. But at night things change. You become small, vulnerable to the slightest mistake.

They say that lion become fearless, sensing that its’ old mortal enemy is weak, almost blind when darkness falls. But the real animal which brings fear into ones’ heart is that iconic night hunter, the leopard. It happens in an instant, often without the victim even realising that death is but a breath away. The ultimate night time assassin.

Who said this: wait in front of the gate and at last it open-so hear I am driving in my FIAT at the speed of tortoise down the S110

It went all the way to the H3 like this: See something-STOP-take out binocs-look-other car pass me and stop in front of me and start looking as well-OOPS it was a mirage-pass the other car. It happened 3 times and then the car didn't stop again... My eyes mislead me a few times...OOPS

Anri wrote:Then I will try to live up to these expectations in my next TR

Its chilled You can't help but be yourself. And thats what everyone loves No pressure Judging by the Eish I hope they are not bad stories Mind you, I have stories to tell on my TR also I always itch to get to the juicy parts. Austrailian babe, German campers, attack of the ants, THE CAT DRIVE and all sorts